On my own-lewis Hamilton

Chapter 25

It's been a couple weeks now since the whole blowup with Chloe. It was mostly forgotten about by people in our year... well apart from Chloe of
Course, who ever since has been making snide remarks every time I was somewhat close to her.

But it had now finally come. The first race of the 2022 season. Luckily dad was letting me go to the first few races so I got to go with him to Bahrain.

They had done a few days of testing a few weeks before and the car seemed ok but the redbull and Ferraris looked really strong this year but I knew that the team were super motivated and especially with dad wanting to get the 8th championship that was taken from him.

We arrived at the track and it had honestly made me realise how much we disconnected from f1 over the winter and just how offline we were. Dad had bearly mentioned it to me other than the odd comment of him saying he was going to mercades whislt I was at school.

We arrived in the garage and the team were all busily working away at the car trying to make it the best it could possibly be. You could tell everyone was motivated for this season.

I looked over at dad who was talking to one of the engineers. I could tell he was nervous and very tense it was written all over his face. But I knew that nothing else mattered to him like this did and he was focused. In his own little world. Where it was just him and the track that mattered.

Dad caught me looking over as he quickly glanced and me and gave me a quick smile before turning back to the engineers and mechanics.

I honestly just felt out of place everyone was busily working whilst I was just sat here by myself watching everyone.

Just then a mechanic who was working in the car near by where I was sitting must of noticed how I was a bit more quiet and not so much my outgoing self asked me "first race nervous huh?" He said with a smile across his face .

"Something like that I guess" I say shyly whislt slightly laughing, trying not to embarrass myself.

A few moments later I notice dad's new teammate George Russell. He was standing over in the other side of the garage near his car getting ready for practice.

I honestly didn't know much about him apart from that he used to be a mercades junior driver and he filled in for my dad as a reserve driver in 2020 when we both unfortunately got covid.

I honestly just hope that they get on and there's no beef between them. Especially as dad hasn't had the best run of teammates in his f1 career.

I saw dad come out ready for practice as he was about to jump into the car. "Good luck stay safe" I say as he walks over to me giving me a quick small hug. "Always" he responds. I always make sure to say good luck even if it just practice, I never want to jinx anything.

I watched him go out for the first time in the new 2022 car. It honestly just felt like he was in his element again. I knew he was struggling over the winter especially with all the hate and comments across social media. And it honestly made me feel so guilty.

He crossed the line as I looked up of the score bored and he was 5th behind both the Ferraris and the redbulls. I knew that it was going to be a struggle but now knowing that we were realistically the third fastest car felt awful.

After a few more laps in the car practice was finally over with both of the mercades lower than everyone had hoped. We all knew there needed to be a lot of work done but there was still a small glimmer of hope.

I saw him get out the car as he seemed really disappointed and more so angry. I look up as I realise he's letting out his anger and frustrations out on the team. I honestly just felt so embarrassed like everyone had worked so hard and they just haven't quite got it write yet.